The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1887-11-02

Of me. What a miserable fool am!
! never wanted the old wretch money!
And won't have it. either! Tll-1L
not touch penny of it! PIP
"Now. Clare. do be calm and listen
to reason. ''Sit down. please, you
make me nervous. You can't deed
your property over to Elna, that's
quite impossible. What would society
say?"
''Confound society! I care more for
Elna's little finger than for tho whole
Of society,"
"But she would never accept it,
Clare"
Clare groaned dismally.
I'm going home, Mrs. Van Kirke.
! must think it all over. No, l
couldn't bear to see her now. guess
I'm rather excited. So you will ex-
cuse me, please. good night"
Clare reached the hall in an unenvi-
able state of mind. The first object
that encountered his sight as he en-
tered his apartments, was the little tin
box on the dressing case. With an
angry sweep of his hand, Clare sent
the box and contents rafting to the
floor. Hang you. and your money!"
This last apostrophe was addressed to
life-size oil painting of his uncle
which hung on the wall near at hand.
The portrait seemed to look down in a
mild reproachful way, and Clare, feel
ing rather ashamed at his outburst.
crept into bed. About the same time,
Elna Warnock was saying to Mrs. Van
Kirke: "Where is Mr.. BeverlyP"
HE was feeling rather unwell. Elna,
and has retired. Do you know, dear,
he was telling me positively this even
ing that he did not believe in the inter-
marriage of relatives. And Mrs.
Van Kirke pinched her wards ear in a
mischievOus manner.
Elna blushed furiously.
'.Now, mamma, dear, you are
naughty again!"
| PART III.
| ITS RESULT
Naturally. Clare Beverly's sleep that
night was disturbed one, and he
awoke in the morning unrefreshed,
and in miserable humor.
After the completion of his toilet and
breakfast, he sat down and tried te
think it all over, but it was impossible
Although by no fault of his, the fac
still remained that he stood in the pc
sition which by all the laws of justice
and right belonged to another, anc
that one the woman he loved. Thi
fact forced itself again and again upol
his proud nature. and with cry o
vexation. he arose and began to pac'
up and down the apartment. Il Cal
never speak to her again! I'll 60 bacl
to England. anywhere, to rid her o
the sight Of me!'
| He halted in his walk, as his foo
struck against the unlucky tin box
which lay with its scattered content
upon the floor. and, STOPPING. Clar
began to restore the papers to thei
proper position in the box ,"Quee
old documents, how they do accumu
late" muttered Clare, rs he examine,
them one by one. l wonder what thi
one is"
Could we have been quiet specta
tor at that moment We would hav
seen very excited person with
paper in his clinched hand. rush t
the bcll-rope and jerk it in furiou
manner.
"Jim," said he to the surprise
colored servant. who answered TIL
violent ringing. "bring the carriag
round to the door, quick! Don't los
moment!"
"Goshr' said Jim, as he shuttle
along to obey the order, "wondt
!. what's de matter wild Marse Clare d
mornin'. Pears kinder 'cited!'
In short space of time, whicl
q however, seemed extremely long
the impatient Glare. the carriage al
+ peared.
u ITO Mrs. Van Kirke's Jim. Civ
G EN- the rein!' The order was chez
9 fully obeyed, and the spirited hors'
!" sent tho carriage whirling over Il
II hard smooth road like the wind.
u fifteen minutes drive brought them
IL Mrs. Van Kirke' door, and tidy ma
answered Clare's ring. and ushert
him into the drawing-room. Mrs VI
d Kirke was in the room and came 70
a ward to greet her caller. somewh
Is surprised at the earliness Of the ca
q but stopped short in genuine astonis
u ment as Clare poured out torrent
II words in which she could family di
t, tinguish collar button, tin box-cod
cil-will - Elna" = and then Ola
X stopped from sheer exhaustion ar
4 waved paper frantically before h
[e eyes. "For goodness sake. Clar
a what are you trying to tell meP VIII
P has happened? What does all tt
p meanp"
<. "Mean! Why it means that tn
"a miserable uncle of mine on the d
re preceding his death softened his fin